The young man with a peach blossom face was left in the fresh snow in the early morning.
This is a breathtakingly beautiful scene: a 15-year-old boy, wearing forest green clothes and pants, with a peach blossom face, like an elf left in the new snow. It was the first time Bei Qing met Ming Teng.
On a clear day, I play the flute against the gently falling snow.
The sound is like jade chips.
It seems to cleanse the soul.
The wonderful snow world.
The smell of the morning breeze is mixed with the faint smell of green grass.
The students in the dormitory are all sleeping, standing on the vast playground on sunny days.
The long winter is finally over.
Turning around, I saw the young man outside the bamboo forest, leaning against a purple bamboo, listening to the quiet wind, lost in thought.
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The young man looked up to the sky and looked at the falling snow. The breeze swept away his bangs in an instant, revealing his elegant and quiet face.
Green elf.
Like a dream, the boy is as beautiful as an elf abandoned in the new snow.
The face is like a peach blossom.
Thinking that he was hallucinating, Qingshi shook his head and looked back at the bamboo forest.
But, it was empty.